Villain: The memory is exposed, the heroine kneels and begs for my forgiveness

Chapter forty-seven things are developing in the expected direction

Unfortunately, it was of no avail. Everything Jiang Zhige did was in vain, and he could only watch Nangong Rou gradually lose his life in front of his eyes.

On the verge of death, Nangong Rou raised her head with difficulty and approached Jiang Zhige, as if she wanted to say something else.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Zhige hurriedly came over and pressed his lips to Nangong Rou's mouth to listen to her voice.

"Brother, brother, actually Rou'er has always liked you, the kind that wants to marry you..."

"Rou'er, but we are brother and sister..."

Jiang Zhige cried until he had difficulty breathing and did not dare to look into Nangong Rou's eyes.

At this moment, he understood what Lu Tianjiao meant by liking, but it was too late.

"Fool...we are not related by blood..."

Nangong Rou used her last bit of strength to turn her head and kissed Jiang Zhige on the face.

After that, Nangong Rou fell into Jiang Zhige's arms and completely lost her voice.

"Rou'er! Rou'er!"

Jiang Zhige hugged Nangong Rou tightly, burying his head and letting out a heartbreaking cry.

Since the six-year-old beggar died of illness, he rarely shed tears, but he cried until his throat became hoarse, like a child who had lost something he loved.

He said he wanted to protect Nangong Rou, but how many times could Jiang Zhige truly protect her?

Due to some negligence, Jiang Zhige almost killed Nangong Rou before, and now there is no chance of recovery.

He is not a competent brother at all. He is not qualified to be with Nangong Rou, let alone get her love.

If what the voice in the sky said was true, Jiang Zhige hoped that he would freeze to death in the ruined temple, and meeting Nangong Rou would be just a dream.

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"This should be a method of controlling the illusion of the mind, a demon cultivator. We could break through it with a raise of our hands, but back then the Demon Emperor only had the Spiritual Martial Realm and was completely manipulated by applause."

"That's right, now that the demon cultivator has appeared, he should be not far from the key point where the Demon Emperor becomes a demon."

"I don't know much about the illusion world of mind control. Since it is an illusion, then what Fairy Nangong said is also false, right?"

Even people who have never heard of the mind-controlling fantasy world are not worried about Nangong Rou's safety, because Nangong Rou is standing not far away alive at this moment. They are more concerned about whether Nangong Rou's confession to Jiang Zhige in the fantasy world is true.

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"No, this is the horror of the mind-controlling fantasy world. Although the caster can easily change things in the fantasy world, the fabricated illusions have the same way of thinking as real people."

"In other words, if Fairy Nangong is really dying, she will still confess to the Demon Emperor?"

After confirming Nangong Rou's intention, everyone in the palace did not feel it was inappropriate, but instead showed evil smiles.

It seems that Nangong Rou and Jiang Zhige are finally going to develop in the direction they expected.

Looking at the scene in the light and shadow, Nangong Rou looked sad and sighed deeply.

Not long ago, she would have felt angry and disdainful about this scene, but now she only feels mixed emotions.

I still remember that when the memory first appeared, Nangong Rou thought that after entering the world of immortal cultivation, because of her high cultivation talent, she took care of Jiang Zhige in many places, so she did not owe Jiang Zhige much.

Now that I think about it, is it a matter of debt or debt between myself and Jiang Zhige?

Back then, Jiang Zhige and Nangong Rou could entrust their lives to each other without hesitation, and some trivial matters were not worth mentioning at all.

After witnessing the memories till now, Nangong Rou's mentality is almost back to a thousand years ago, and she has the urge to choose to trust Jiang Zhige unconditionally.

Regardless of whether Jiang Zhige betrayed her or not, Jiang Zhige was not at fault. Even if Jiang Zhige was really only after a treasure, she should hate that treasure instead of Jiang Zhige.

"No, no, how could I have such an idea? He is no longer the Jiang Zhige he was back then, and I am no longer the little girl who just follows him."

Nangong Rou hurriedly dismissed this idea as soon as it was born. Jiang Zhige killed her father's enemy with his own hands. How could he have such a ridiculous idea?

At the same time, Qu Yun's face next to him was extremely gloomy. He clenched his fists tightly, wishing to kill Jiang Zhige quickly.

After hearing Nangong Rou's confession to Jiang Zhige, Qu Yun really felt like he was going crazy, full of unwillingness and anger with nowhere to vent.

Qu Yun had long wanted to deal with Jiang Zhige in advance, but he could not do so. At this moment, not only Nangong Rou, but also hundreds of powerful people in Zhengyang Palace, countless people in the heaven were immersed in the past of Demon Emperor Jiang Zhige.

If Qu Yun did not wait for the memory to appear, and then used thunder to kill Jiang Zhige who was in a state of death, Nangong Rou would treat him coldly, hundreds of powerful people in the palace would stay away from him, and countless people in heaven would also treat him coldly.

Cursed again and again.

What aggrieved Qu Yun the most was that Jiang Zhige, the Demon Emperor, only had positive emotions in his memory, and had never done anything harmful to the world. There was no excuse to discredit him.

He had learned his lesson before. Qu Yun would not be stupid enough to make a second mistake. He could only endure his aggrievedness and anger and wait for the memory screen to finish playing.

"Jiang Zhige, I don't believe your life is really so upright."

Qu Yun gritted his teeth. He believed that one day people would change. Jiang Zhige had lived for a thousand years and was called the Demon Emperor by the world. It was impossible that he had never done bad things in his whole life.

To be honest, Qu Yun's heart has never been so dark, and he went to great lengths just to deliberately discredit a person.

But Nangong Rou was too important to him. When he learned that Nangong Rou had a good relationship with Jiang Zhige, he felt heartbroken. What's more, he witnessed the deep feelings of life and death between Nangong Rou and Jiang Zhige?

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Within the light and shadow, the picture changed again.

Jiang Zhige opened his eyes suddenly, with tears that had not yet dried up at the corners of his eyes.

"Rou, Rou'er?"

Jiang Zhige looked dull and fell into a brief state of confusion.

Familiar ceiling, soft bed, where is the tragic situation of Baishu Mountain?

After a long time, Jiang Zhige slowly came back to his senses. He turned to look out the window at the dark night sky, and finally confirmed that he was still in Tianyun Pavilion.

"So, that was a dream?"

Jiang Zhige covered his throbbing head, unable to tell which was reality and which was dream.

If the previous encounter in the tomb was a dream, wouldn't it be too real?

"Boy, you have the potential to become a demon."

Just when Jiang Zhige was in a trance, a sinister laughter suddenly came from his head.

"Is it you? Who are you?"

Jiang Zhige's expression changed drastically, and he immediately recognized the strange existence above Baihu Mountain that was trying to break his Taoist heart.

"Instead of knowing who I am, you might as well see what you look like first."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhige quickly lowered his head and looked around himself, and was shocked to find that his skin was covered with frightening black lines, and there was still a black aura like that armored skeleton lingering around his body.

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